I remember love, It’s what I have to keep on reminding myself. It’s funny how you can forget everything except people loving you. Maybe that’s why humans find it so hard getting over love affairs. It’s not the pain they’re getting over, it’s the love.
Jellicoe Road, Melina Marchetta (via wordsfromya)
For me, it was almost like winter didn’t count. Summer was what mattered. My whole life was measured in summers.
Jenny Han, The Summer I Turned Pretty (via timetravel-teacup)
…we should be remembered for the things we do. The things we do are the most important things of all. They are more important than what we say or what we look like. The things we do outlast our mortality. The things we do are like monuments that people build to honor heroes after they’ve died. They’re like the pyramids that the Egyptians built to honor the pharaohs. Only instead of being made out of stone, they’re made out of the memories people have of you.
Wonder by R.J. Palacio (via fewmorepages)
Megan McCafferty, Sloppy Firsts